She was still weak yesterday when I visited. I’m worried that she’s not much better by now. “I’m concerned about that myself,” Dr. Mac admits when I ask her about it. “She shouldn’t still be so weak. And her temperature is running a little high.” I slip quietly into the recovery room, open the cage door, and pet Mittens until she falls asleep. Then I gently close the door and head out to class. After school I meet up with Maggie, Brenna, and David at Dr. Mac’s Place. We’d planned to walk together to our first mask-making class. “I can’t go to the class,” I tell them. “I have to stay here at the clinic with Mittens.” “Her condition hasn’t changed, Sunita,” Dr. Mac says. “Mittens will probably sleep for a while now. Why don’t you go. Mittens won’t even know you’re here if you stay.” “You can come back later when she’s awake and knows you’re here,” Brenna adds. “We’ll come right back and visit her after the mask class,” David suggests.
